KEN Mode raging harder than you.
  • KEN Mode raging harder than you.

“You only live once, so just go fucking nuts.”

No, it wasn’t Drake, the crowned Prince of YOLO who penned those words. It was one Mitch Lucker, vocalist of SOCAL deathcore-heartthrobs Suicide Silence. Lucker died last night after a tragic motorcycle accident. The 28-year-old vocalist spent the better part of the past decade building a dedicated legion of fans for his band, and even though they were never really my thing, the sheer amount of Suicide Silence rip-offs that have plagued the metal scene in recent years is a true testament to how influential they became. Rest In Power, Mitch, you fell long before your time.

Whenever a big name in metal dies, it gets me thinking about that eternal question. If the fairy tales are true, and there really is such thing as hell, wouldn’t that be the ultimate venue to see a killer metal show? Imagine watching Cliff Burton tear it up alongside Chuck Schuldiner (Death), Pete Steele (Type O Negative) and Vitek (Decapitated) with mile-high flames surrounding them as your fellow sinners get fucked by Satan’s throbbing red cock. Now that’s fucking metal.

As I sit here typing this out, I’m smearing small bits of smudged Halloween makeup onto my laptop’s keyboard. I tried and tried to get all this grease paint residue off my face, but it’s obvious it will take some time for all the layers I caked on to wear off. No, I wasn’t a Norwegian black-metaller or a juggalo, I was just a straight-up classic skeleton, Cobra Kai style. Whenever Halloween falls on a weekday, I’ve usually been to about 3 or 4 Halloween parties and dressed up enough times to be completely over it, so it’s a surprise to me I even put in that much effort.

Just the other night, on all Hallows' eve-eve, (the 30th), a Canadian band by the name of KEN mode (acronym for Kill Everyone Now) completely blew me away. It was one of those shows at El Corazon where there must have been around 50 to 60 people inside, yet most were standing in the back or hanging in the bar. Regardless, KEN mode filled the near-empty venue with uncompromising noise-metal. The trio brought heavy riffs, solid grooves and a sound that meets somewhere between Helmet and Converge.

In all honesty, I took a look at this week’s show calendar and was far from impressed on the “loud music” side of things. The only show that really popped out and screamed “FUCK YEAH BRO” was this coming Tuesday at Studio Seven. Blackened thrashers Skeletonwitch are headlining a solid gig alongside neo-thrashers Havok, black metal crust-lords Mutilation Rites and local ragers Deathmocracy.

It’s the slow weeks like this that make you truly appreciate a solid weekly event. For the past three or so years, the staff of the 2 Bit Saloon has been working tirelessly to help promote the underground metal scene of the Northwest by consistently bringing the brutality on Mondays. Tucked away off of Market Street in the heart of Ballard, this bar hosts a weekly event by the name of Metal Mondays (how appropriate). With longtime metal head Wes Bearwood booking the event and serving as quality control, you know it’s the type of weekly where you could walk in not knowing a single thing about any of the bands and walk out blown away and half deaf.